http://traitors-smile.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] traitors-smile.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2008-01-04 10:43 am

Day 29: Courtyard

Though he hadn't been able to stomach much of the cafeteria food, as the day went on, he did feel marginally better.  The fever seemed to have broken and he'd held down what little he'd eaten.  It made him a little anxious, to sit around so much, and even if it was difficult, a walk outside sounded like a nice break from the usual.  He had no interest in the visitors.  Likely as not they were the same as the creature he'd run into a couple nights ago in the form of Aizen Sousuke. 

He folded his thin arms across his chest as he started his walk around the courtyard.  The air was crisp, getting colder by the day it seemed, but it didn't dissuade him from taking a leisurely walk while he gathered his thoughts.
a_sin_for_him: (Misery)

[personal profile] a_sin_for_him 2008-01-04 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
It was growing colder. Lust found herself outside, frowning at the cold. She wore a heavy shirt, but she missed the warmth. Something in it called to her. Besides, it meant that another season was gone. Another season in this place.

She had not been particularly honest with Edward. Escaping had somehow become something she didn't care about one way or another. For the most part, she was left alone. They had done what they would with her. Now? She had the things she'd desired, and there were worse places to be trapped.

But there was still the matter of Scar's brother. He had shown no interest, only anger. Why? She couldn't begin to figure the man out.

Where was he, anyway? She hadn't seen him in some time now....

[identity profile] clockmongler.livejournal.com 2008-01-05 08:57 am (UTC)(link)
[If something's planned, go ahead and tell me to gtfo. :x]

This day was not a good one, but the Gambler kept the idea that it could work. It could be a good one. It could. While he would have headed to the Music Room or the Game Room (despite being barred from there), the Courtyard seemed more inviting. Or, at least, the sun did. And of course, he noted to himself while taking in the sight of the area, old strangers were always something to be checked up on.

Ever the gentlemen, he prided himself on being.

Luxord could read the troubled expression on the woman's face, though he merely greeted it with a smirk and a card - the ten of hearts. It was hardly in him to comfort others. "We've not spoken in quite a while, Ms. Lust." He titled his head upwards to the sunlight, eyes focused somewhere above the treetops. "Have the days not been treating you well?"
a_sin_for_him: (Default)

[personal profile] a_sin_for_him 2008-01-05 06:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[Nothing planned at all! :D]

"Do the days here treat anyone well, my dear Luxord?" Lust arched an eyebrow, turning to the man with a small smile. Not who she had been hoping to see, but that was alright. She enjoyed Luxord's company and conversation.

"They aren't treating me any worse than usual. I simply am growing bored with the tedium of this place."

[identity profile] clockmongler.livejournal.com 2008-01-05 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"'tis ironic how one always wishes for change until the thought lingers and remains more repetitive than the actual days," X commented, focus returning back to the homunculus. His hands moved, cards sliding from his sleeves and into his palms as they shuffled back and forth effortlessly.

"Waiting for someone?"
a_sin_for_him: (calm and collected)

[personal profile] a_sin_for_him 2008-01-06 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
"No one in particular," Lust admitted, shrugging. "I have found myself...unattended today." Which in itself was a rarity. And while she enjoyed her solitude, she also enjoyed attention. Particularly from men.

"Though you have found me, so I suppose that isn't the case anymore. I am pleased to see you still among us. From what I understand, a great many have been lost of late."

[identity profile] clockmongler.livejournal.com 2008-01-07 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"A shame," the blond responded as he fixed Lust with a smirk. "One as charming as yourself? 'Tis hardly in good fortune to suffer the ache of loneliness." Not that Luxord himself could feel lonely and therefore sympathize, but it was not meant to be comforting anyhow. It was conversation, just as with Mr. Harkness, and little else.

"Thirty-six is the count now. Well, in the past two days, I reiterate," he said calmly, the cards making slight clicking sounds as he flipped them in his hands.
a_sin_for_him: (unamused)

[personal profile] a_sin_for_him 2008-01-08 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"Thirty six in two days?" Lust raised an eyebrow. Good god, that was a high number. It didn't used to be like that. Who would be next, and for what reason?

And when would it be someone she'd feel the loss of?

[can has deletion of accidental anonymous? :x]

[identity profile] clockmongler.livejournal.com 2008-01-09 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Cards do not lie," he said in reflex as he gave an empty glance towards the slips of papers in his hands.

Luxord frowned. This conversation was not as pleasant as he thought it would be, though he said nothing on that matter. He was too tired, as it were.
a_sin_for_him: (siren)

Re: [can has deletion of accidental anonymous? :x]

[personal profile] a_sin_for_him 2008-01-10 07:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"I see." Lust only shrugged. It happened, in these situations. Were the nights getting more dangerous, or the prisoners more foolish?

"Perhaps it is time to focus out attention on what can be accomplished within our rooms at night."